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Spanner in the Works II

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The Diamond Dogs hefted the statue, tilting it upright as it settled onto its base in front of the dais that once held the Elements of Harmony, in the shattered remnants of the former castle of the Sisters. Rover looked around, his dull eyes focusing on one of the only other occupants of the room. "Statue set, we go take out Element Bearers now?"

Blueblood stifled a yawn, clamping his jaw shut, but forcing his cheeks to puff out. He shook his head. "As much as I would love to force Twilight Sparkle to her knees and show Rarity the error of her ways, even a prince like myself needs sleep." He looked around, focusing on the other pony in the room. "Trixie, show me to my bedchambers."

Trixie, standing near the door, whipped her head around to face him. "What? Bedchambers?" She snorted and waved a foreleg around at the missing ceiling, the stone walls with large chunks blasted out of them and the cracks along the floor. "The castle has seen... better days, Prince."

Blueblood gasped, his blood-red eyes widening. "I-I knew that!" He ground his teeth together. "But I shall not sleep under the stars, Trixie!" His eyes darted up and he focused on the night sky, somewhat visible through the ceiling. "What if... Auntie Luna sees us?"

Trixie snorted and placed a foreleg to her chest. "Which is why Trixie chose the Everfree Forest, my dear Blueblood." She paced about the room, her horn brightening. A crude image of Celestia and Luna as Nightmare Moon appeared above her, gradually sharpening into detail. 'Celestia' reared back and a crown upon her head fired a multicolored beam at 'Luna'. "Ever since that day a thousand years ago, the Everfree works on its own set of rules. While the powers of ponies still works here, neither Celestia nor Luna can sense anything from here, nor can their own magic work here." The image faded and she walked up to Blueblood. "We are quite safe here from prying Alicorn eyes."

Blueblood regarded her. "Really?" he asked, a small smile forming on his muzzle. "Quite clever, Trixie. How did you learn that?"

Trixie used a kernel of truth and a load of horse apples to sell the idea to you to help let your guard down. "Trixie read it in her studies while becoming the most talented and magical Unicorn in all of Equestria!" A grunt from Blueblood caught her and she chuckled. "Well... barring you, Prince Blueblood." Trixie could make you weep ten different ways in a minute!

Blueblood nodded. He looked to the Diamond Dogs as they stood there near Discord. "What are you three curs still doing here?" He waved them off with a foreleg. "Leave us."

Trixie observed the Diamond Dogs leaving and locked her body tight as they shuffled off, silent as ghosts. "Quite... interesting what happened to them," she said. She cast a glance at the jewels on Blueblood's cravat. "What of you, dear prince? Feel any different with these gifts from Discord?"

Blueblood snorted and nodded. "Why yes, my dear Trixie." He trotted around, puffing out his chest. "I haven't felt this powerful since... well, ever!" His horn glowed and a small beam shot from it, hitting the wall and blasting a small hole in it. Blueblood chuckled, the sound low. "And I think that's just a taste of my true power."

Trixie bit her lip, silently nodding. She backed up, keeping her eyes on Blueblood while slowly exiting through the door. As soon as she was clear, she turned and galloped down a flight of stairs to the lower levels. "He's bucking nuts," she muttered, hoping distance and the sound of her hooves on the stone muffled her voice enough. Although Celestia knows if his senses are enhanced!

Trixie's legs burned as she entered a small courtyard, the Flimflam Brother's odd vehicle parked on the grass and by a fountain. Flim was standing at the nose, while Flam was emerging from hole in the ground, a line of ancient and battered shields floating behind him. Flam looked to Trixie as the shields landed next to Flim. "What do you think?" he asked, standing upright and  waving at the Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000. "I found these down in some cellar, apparently an armory back in the old days." His muzzle twitched, his mustache swirling. "We'll batter down Sweet Apple Acres and give that Applejack a good whatfor!" he exclaimed, pumping a foreleg into the air.

Trixie stared at him for a moment. How is he standing like that? She shook her head. "A good what?" She looked the Cider Squeezy over, at the large shields hovering at the air and back at the Cider Squeezy. "What are you two doing, building a tank?"

Flim and Flam exchanged a glance. "Say, not a bad idea!" Flam said, punching the air. "We were just going to armor the old gal up, but maybe we can increase power to the suction device and strip Sweet Apple Acres to the bone!"

Trixie's mouth opened for several seconds. Her mind whirled and she slowly counted to ten before finally speaking. "Strip Sweet Apple Acres... to the bone?" Her eyes wandered to the jewels fixed to their coats and noted them shining brightly in the dark of night. That might've been Trixie, she mused. She focused once more on the brothers. "Isn't that a bit... extreme?"

Flim leaned his head back and tilted it slightly as he regarded Trixie. "As compared to what, unleashing Discord?" he waved a hoof at her and chuckled. "'Sides, we can simply get those intractable Apples to replant all of them when we're lords of Equestria!"

Trixie glanced away and rubbed a hoof across her forehead as a headache began forming. "And of course they'll replant the trees," she muttered, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Not like they're more stubborn than a mule, oh no!" she finished, rolling her eyes to the night sky.

Any response was cut short as Gilda flew in, touching down. Her claws and beak were stained red and she held a small cloth sack in her front talons. "Got dinner," she said, tossing the sack to the ground.

Trixie and the FlimFlam Brothers looked at the sack. Trixie swallowed and stepped up to it, floating it up with her magic. Trixie had to eat meat when I left Ponyville, she reminded herself, swallowing and tipping the bulging sack upside down and emptying it of its contents. And it was... nice of-

Her train of thought was interrupted as some apples, tomatoes and carrots tumbled out, the apples and tomatoes rolling a bit before stopping. Gilda reached out, picked up an apple and tossed it at Trixie. "I know ponies aren't too fond of meat," she said. "And it'd be too much of a hassle to go kill something for you, too."

Trixie caught the apple in midair and floated it over to her mouth, quickly devouring it. Flim and Flam also used their telekinesis on the produce, floating over the tomatoes and carrots. "Trixie thanks you," she said between bites on another apple. She let out a sigh. Trixie was not aware of how hungry she was, she thought as a third apple disappeared down her gullet.

Gilda looked up at the room where Discord's statue was placed. "So, did prince pouty figure out what to do, yet?"

Trixie grunted and bit her lip, waiting a moment before speaking. "Trixie believes Prince Blueblood is... conflicted on what our next move should be." He couldn't plan a picnic! She turned around and looked up at the room even as Blueblood emerged from it. The Diamond Dogs appeared from behind a wall and quickly took up position behind him as bodyguards. "And here he is, now!" She stepped back and dropped to one foreleg. "Welcome, Prince!"

Blueblood nodded to her. "Trixie, good." He looked out at Gilda, Flim and Flam as the Diamond Dogs stood behind him, spread out in a semi-circle. "My fellow Elements," he began, pacing back and forth. "With Lord Discord's statue here in the Everfree, we are now free to act against those accursed Elements of Harmony!" he stomped on the ground, compacting the soil down a good four inches. "Now tomorrow is when we strike." He paused and held his head low, chuckling slightly. "We shall invade Ponyville around noontime and wipe out our enemies before returning and freeing Discord from his prison!"

Gilda held up a claw and clenched it, pumping her fist into the air. "Yeah!" she shouted, unfurling her wings. "We'll take that town apart! I call dibs on the yellow dweeb and that pink poser!"

Flim and Flam both nodded and interlinked their right and left forelegs, respectively. "We'll give them a good thrashing!" Flim said.

Trixie's eyes narrowed slightly. She turned around and backed up a few steps until she was out of the middle of the group. "Wait, wait!" she shouted, her horn glowing. She waited for them to quiet down and look in her direction before she pasted a smile on her muzzle. "Although Trixie agrees with your plans, Prince Blueblood, why not earlier, say... dawn?" She sidled up to him and batted her eyes. "It would be far more dramatic and effective, Trixie believes." She waved a foreleg in front of her from side to side. "They'll be caught completely unaware and flat-hooved!"

Except Applejack, who runs a farm, Rarity who runs a small business, Fluttershy who rises with the sun...

Blueblood's eyes followed Trixie's foreleg and he nodded. "Of course, of course!" He held his head up high. "Make ready for a dawn raid on Ponyville, my fellow Elements! Tomorrow, we strike back at those who wronged us!"

Flam looked over the Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000 and groaned. "But our armor won't be ready in time!" he said, hefting a shield.

Flim kicked at the tires and winced slightly as the entire machine rattled. "And I'm not so sure about the engine block and the struts." He rubbed his chin with a hoof. "Taking the old girl into combat without some more work might not be such a good idea."

Blueblood's nostrils flared and he trotted over to the vehicle. He pushed Flim aside and floated a shield up to the front of the Cider Squeezy and slammed it into the front grille, embedding it in the metal. "Then get to work," he snarled, eyes brightening. He turned and marched off, the Diamond Dogs falling in behind as he trotted back to Discord's room.

Trixie observed Flim and Flam as Flam began lifting shields with his magic and Flime telekinetically opened a panel on the engine block and poked his head inside. She looked to Gilda, but the griffin had already taken flight. A smirk formed on her face, but she quickly schooled her features into a mask. If it all works out, by tomorrow Trixie's problems will be over.
Discord tries one last gambit to free himself, but a certain showmare pulls out all the tricks to keep him imprisoned.

I own nothing, par usual. All hail Lauren! A little idea from Spacebattles.

So, chapter two. Took a while, sorry. No 'real' reason.

Chapter One:[link]
Chapter Two: Here!
Chapter Three: [link]
Chapter Four: [link]

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Pretty good,, btw i left a review for Wonderbolt academy